Painful Poems - Poems about Painful

Your recent reveal was a sad steal of all I knew. My memory now bleeds severely making days blue. My world shattered and scattered across the floor. Something dying is out loud crying aching and sore. Your truth so grilling it is piercing the past I saw. Now that I am bruised by your news I am plain raw. Feeling a fragile head from words said I’m torn...

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Heavily guarded heart, wearily navigating life. Like a fugitive, invariably primed, for that final day, to be discovered, apprehended, imprisoned eternally. Snapping shut like a bear trap, only able to be opened, by the strongest of love. The kind of which, only transpire in dreams. If you dare, to let your heart free. The most painful paradox....

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Dreams Dying Silently Money means pain No degree, just debts Painful knee, no one cares Bleed money to take a class I have a bad knee, no help comes Got no transportation and no job The college has become my undoing...

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I cut my finger to the bone and cauterized the wound with melted chocolate. I rather enjoy the taste of pain. ...

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Every day I wake up, And every day I remember The way you left me with no warning Fleeing like a dog off its leash It was my 13th birthday I suppose that’s when fear settled in, abandonment followed Filling every pore of my body Though this wasn’t the first time, Definitely wouldn’t be the last I only wish I knew, What made you leave? Was...

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I survived even after losing' I was that girl, who was afraid of questions, But life taught me to become the answer. In the house where voices were suppressed, There I made my identity with silence. I broke down, but did not fall apart, She embraced every pain, but did not complain to anyone. When my own people trampled my hopes, I bowed...

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syrup spit in my ear teaching me how to slide and she the hip hop record out the san francisco's out of the san francisco hurdled dirty exchange rates mastering the filthy turn broken horn memories adjacent his new coats he had and hadn't given away how he wound down towns spendings is spring weathers are drying deserts behind her eyes so depressing sad how about some ice cubing and she would...

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To lie up in this bed and be so weak Daydream to the world and can't even speak Everyone thinks I'm strong, but don't have a clue. I'm fighting for my life with everything to lose. People think I'm so strong, but I just smile to keep from crying Shedding my pain to the side, but inside,...

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Even in a dark world, you think their is light Every time I open my eyes, nothing but pain in my sight People are hurting, bodies are deteriorating, minds going crazy Every morning, I wake up and ask God why does this have to be Babies are getting kidnapped, and being taken from their homes Women losing their life because...

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Three painful memories caused by no bodies. 1. Loss of friendship with many broken promises. 2. Disappointed with negative and harsh language. 3. Loved someone with heart of stone. I shall move on to live my life. I should pay more attention, When you mentioned in the messages "I break off relatsionships quickly, I break them easily and I usually make no effort to...

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Life is a full of feelings and thinkings, This word may be same for all.. But indicates different meanings; To get life from God and to do something for living as a life. Life is life for all, but that life Comes to know after done something big Which gives success.... Life is a sinking ship. A fresh dawn is just another...

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The nonstop negative news or publicities on Haiti Hurt tremendously and disturbingly The relentless or constant bashings of all Haitians Twinge and twist my heart like cancer patients On their death beds, who are resigned, hopeless Penniless, helpless, and spiritless. Haiti needs a mega break from all the powerful parasites That are still exploiting our precious resources at countless sites While concomitantly exploring...

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(My Persian rug, 2024) A Painful Journey I live a quiet and isolated life But it’s been one of great adventure That leaves me now a bit worn out Although satisfied and fulfilled Is probably how I should describe it, For I’m happy with its twists and turns Even though I know deep down Before I can even remember There is a loss that...

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Softly, tears falling, gentle pearls From the oyster of life, Where the heart dances and twirls, Leaving traces of her light, Softly, tears falling, in silent swirls. Quietly, tears tumbling, erasing desires, From the senses, the promise Hopes who listen to the heart’s fires, Leaving reflections of her smile, Displayed in the light who life requires. Kindly, tears flowing, despairing of potential, From the meaning of...

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The Painful Memory of Love The painful memory of love, The treasures that I have kept in my heart. Love is one of those. Love is a beautiful yet painful feeling in the world. It abandons those who trusted, And devastates those who loved unconditionally. It leaves scars that never heal, And ashes that once were those who loved. The two aspects of love...

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